Black Scepter Chapter 54: Break
Fort Corsini, late at night.
Morpheus reads the gains and losses of this battle organized by Compton through candlelight, and constantly persuades himself to open up
"How the **** can this mercenary regiment be so poor?!"
In the end, Morpheus still cursed fiercely. Ashcandi was not there. Morpheus now feels unrestrained. At the age of 16, he began to take on an organization that needed to fight against the two empires. To be honest, the pressure was definitely mountain As shown in this table, this battle took 90% of the resources he had harvested and took Fort Kosseny into it, while the defeated mercenary regiment only contributed a pile of armor of unprecedented quality. And a pile of food.
The only thing that can be said is that the knight Jeanna, who was sitting next to her and was wearing a shackle without a word at the moment.
After rubbing his eyebrows, Morpheus sighed and called Connor after calming his emotions. He directly instructed the other party to go to the Fording Empire to investigate the follow-up movement of Earl Watley, and then turned his target to the current Paladin Jeanna.
"You also have the dark attribute, can you explain why?"
Since acquiring the scepter of Sulfuras, Morpheus is extremely sensitive to all creatures with dark breath, but he rarely uses that scepter now, even without touching it.
"Ashkandi has made it very clear that I am a tester of heretics."
Jeana answered the question of Morpheus very neatly, without the silent and uncooperative attitude at the beginning, "I belong to the heretical ruling court, and you are very clear about my task."
"Find me and kill?" Morpheus pouted, "Don't think about why I should do this?"
"I have never stopped thinking."
Mr. Na’s godless eyes made Morpheus not very comfortable, because it gave him the feeling of staring at a corpse—or a flesh without a soul.
"Is there an answer?"
Morpheus is curious that this knight will also think about why he wants to kill dark creatures. Isn’t the ruling all religious lunatics?
"My faith does not allow me to have a suitable answer."
Jeana's answer made Morpheus frown slightly.
"I don’t know what it is useful for Ashcandy to leave your life, but you can’t die before she returns. If you have anything to say, you can consider telling me before dying."
"Some answers are always better brought into the grave."
Jeana does not seem to be willing to cooperate, but she looked down at the shackles on her wrist and whispered softly, "Also, thank you."
Morpheus raised her eyebrows and looked at her.
"You made me understand that the things behind the names "heresy" and "dark creature" are not the same as what others told me."
Let Na look up and stare at the stars in the sky without speaking.
Morpheus is too lazy to continue this mindless conversation. After seeing Lilith, he believes that he will find a new breakthrough to perfect the new organization of the night watchman—provided that he understands the real situation on the front line.
Unfortunately, Morpheus finds that the problem is that it is very serious. The economic constraints make the night watchman unable to have more troops and resources. The lack of allies makes him completely isolated from the major empires. These two are enough for the night watchman to become a model of death.
"It seems that you can only do something unexpected."
Morpheus said softly while looking at Connor’s disappearing night sky.
There is the direction of the Fording Empire.
On this continent, the analysis of spiritual issues rarely has real authority. Just like philosophers who have tried to analyze dreams but have found nothing, the spiritual world and the dream world are usually better than the magic world in the eyes of ordinary people. In the realm of esoteric mystery, no one understands that in the realm of high-end magic, the relationship between spirit, dream and magic is far more complicated than ordinary people imagine.
Of the members of the Golden Compass Council, Jung, the most famous psychoanalyst, Archmage Jung has a book, Jung Essays, which has not been handed down. It has not been published under national institutions, but it has been circulated to a small extent as a personal academic work. In the hands of his students, this book's explanation of "multiple personalities" is perhaps the most comprehensive and reliable overview of the mainland.
There is a classic discourse in "Junge's Anthology"-"I + us = complete me".
This master who says "others' understanding of themselves is better than self's understanding of self" has many landmark psychological analyses, such as the relationship between "consciousness" and "subconscious", "self", "self The division of the triple psychological levels of "superego" and so on. It can be said that if Ashcandi is facing this real psychologist, her problems may be easily analyzed and solved.
But at the moment, Ashcandi in a black robe faced only the still lake.
Lake Tucker is located on the border of Fording. It is beautiful but rich in cannibalism and lake monsters. This also makes no large castles and manor nearby, usually inaccessible, occasionally hunting mercenaries or demon hunters, but There is basically no return.
And Ashcandi is standing above the water out of thin air at this moment, as if the lake at the foot has a solid backing, in fact there is nothing, the corner of the black robe is wetted by the dark and silent lake, the water waves Light, but no animal dared to come close.
Red eyes Ashkandi stared at herself in the waves. The reflection of the water reflected the starry sky above her, as if there were an infinite abyss at her feet. After maintaining this movement for nearly an hour, she suddenly said softly: "This Is it interesting?"
"You are just an instinct-driven avenger. What do I do, you are not qualified to judge."
Unexpectedly, Ash Kandy, the black eye, stood on the other side of the water mark and answered with a very cold voice.
"Judgment? I'm not interested."
Ashkandi standing on the water narrowed his eyes, "I just want to talk to you."
"I refuse."
"But you are still here."
The strength of Ashcandy, the red eye, reappears, which seems to be her attitude towards anyone.
"I was surprised that you could let me out of thin air. It stands to reason that we should not know each other’s existence."
The black eye Ashcandy looks calm and relaxed, but has a weird expression, "It's just that you seem to be getting out of your track more and more recently."
"Track"
The black robe queen’s lips were pursed and her violent breath flashed away. "There was never a track. The so-called track is just something you imposed on me. Am I right?"
The answer to her was long silence.
For a while, the black eyes of Ashkandi still made a strong mocking: "Why, do you also want to analyze the meaning of self-existence in a killing machine?"
"No need to show me your hypocritical mask, take it off and talk, if not, there is nothing to say."
"You want to discover secrets you shouldn't know? I tell you, it's impossible."
Black Eye Ashcandy's expression is joking, and the superiority is obvious.
"Impossible?"
The queen standing above the water narrowed her eyes.
"For a distorted personality, you are not qualified--"
This sentence didn't have time to finish, the next moment, the entire Tucker Lake exploded!
"Quit to fuck."
Queen Ashcandy reached out to the water with indifference and determination.
Morpheus is reflecting on its own right and wrong in this war.
Under the premise of owning a group of powerful but small number of men, using the two positions of Feilengcui Town and Fort Corsini to fight face-to-face battles, it seems that it is a bit of a waste of resources.
No one is a natural strategist. When any commander has a heel, it’s just that Morpheus is really using his hand when the group of staff commanders in the Imperial Army Department are using sand table drill simulation. The pieces are playing against real opponents.
Victory, indicating that your strategy is indeed a problem, Morpheus does not expect to be a genius, and the undefeated story in the battlefield does not exist in the history of the empire. In the blow to the opposing commander in chief, the so-called leaders of the opposing party were cut off in one fell swoop, then the morale of the mercenary regiment must collapse.
This is a post-war summary, and Morpheus is also a bit of a trick, and figured out my next rough line for the development of the night watchman. When Connor returned from the Fording Empire and brought back a optimistic After the news, Morpheus has begun planning the next action.
First of all, he went to the scout reconnaissance camp where Lilith was, waiting for a day and night to finally find a chance to say a few words with the girl who came back from the inspection, for Lilith, who hid the joy in her heart The appearance of Morpheus is a small surprise-but the bigger "surprise" is Morpheus's plan. As the daughter of the prince, after Morpheus told her plan, she almost immediately refused.
Because of what Morpheus did, it means that the empire will face two enemies at the same time.
"You are crazy."
Lilith knows exactly what war means-more taxation ~ IndoMTL.com ~ more casualties, and it is a small problem to lose the country's strength for a few years.
"Not so pessimistic," Morpheus said, "I don’t want to instigate anything, and I don’t want to learn from the voodoo sect that destroys themselves to accomplish others. The melee in this area will not let Byzantine become If you are under siege, rest assured."
"You can't make a guarantee." Lilith is not a fool and bluntly said: "If war can be explained and predicted in a few words, then it is not war but play."
"Whether you help me or not, the difference is not that great, maybe it just gives you a psychological preparation in advance."
Morpheus will eventually show up directly. He will not worry about Lilith telling the military. The group of people believe it or not. The important thing is whether he can do it.
"Do you have this ability?"
Lilith finally gave in.
"As long as you believe me."
This is the last sentence before Morpheus left.